The Tour

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"So how old is this house?" wonders Rayne, looking at the dusty floorboards.

"About a couple decades old. Not many people rented it out after the deaths," answers Mike, the guide. 

"What deaths? How did they die?" Rayne pauses in front of the stairs.

Mike sighs. "You might want to see for yourself."

He leads Rayne through the house to a door, which is starting to rust on its hinges. She slowly opens the door and turns on the light. All around the room are decaying bodies, all appearing to have been stabbed repeatedly.

Suddenly the door shuts. She looks at Mike, who has a bloody grin. "These are all my playmates. Hope you like them. Cause you're next."

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